Secret Love Nest 2018

The Balcony pt2

Before we continue the story, can I entice you all to look at the title of this chapter?

See it? Do you guys remember anything about it? Doesn't it feel somewhat familiar?

. . .   . . .

(Oh...it's like "The Couch" all over again.)

*snapping fingers* Yeah! I...thought about that too. If anyone here is not familiar about "The Couch", well I will suggest that you go back to the first SLN (Secret Love Nest) to read the chapters titled "The Couch" if you have the time, so you will understand what I am talking about.

Because I really don't want to explain (or reminisce) about that incident.

For now, let's go back to my story about me almost dying.

It's not like I want it to happen or I deliberately put myself on danger but when I told Qing that I think I almost died by falling from the balcony...he got angry at me.

Why?

(No! No you just didn't ask that...)

Okay yeah...I get it now. Qing got scared, he got angry. I am right there, crying about falling from a chair while I was in the balcony but instead of calming me down and giving me comfort, he decided to shout at me.

That is wrong. That's his fault.

My fault was almost dying. I get that now. But Qing also has a fault too.

Right?

(Are you actually looking for sympathy from us?)

No...I mean I thought about it but from the reactions I am getting from all of you, I think I should go for no.

(What do you think our reactions are implying?)

That you all agree with Qing. And this is what Qing has to say about it. He said this while standing in the middle of our room, giving me stares filled with acid as I sit on our bed.

Qing: (totally livid) You stupid impulsive moron! What did you eat for you to decide to stand in a chair while you are in our balcony? Huh? What?!

Me: (sniffing on a tissue) I just want to hang my plants in there.

Qing: (got more angry) Your plants?! Your plants?!

I watched as a livid Qing stormed away from our room in a hurry. I stood from the bed and hurriedly ran after him. My eyes widened when I saw my lover with a box on his hand, picking up my potted plants on the balcony and putting them in the box.

Qing went back inside our home after collecting my plants. He locked the balcony and glare at me.

Qing: (with furious look on his face) You are not allowed to go to the balcony again. Do you hear me, Feng Jian Yu?! You are not allowed on the balcony again!

He was shouting those words, so of course I can hear him. But that is not my issue. My issue is my plants on a box in Qing's hands.